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MONEY ON MY MIND (feat. 1kkay) Video (MV)




Performed By: YBD LUH SINS
Language: English
Length: 2:22
Written by: Eric Haggstrom




YBD LUH SINS - MONEY ON MY MIND (feat. 1kkay) Lyrics




Gotta stay clutching, got a feeling up inside my gut
I can't even count, yeah the money just keep running up
I'm at B&B liquor, I'm tryna buy a Dutch
Now you mad that yo boy he's out here blowing up
If the opps they get shooting, we giving tummy tucks
Yeah you really say you love me, but that ain't enough

Yuh we handing out bullets like little Caesars, yeah they hot and ready
Like I could really get the goal, like my name is Messi
Now you really mad cause yo boy balling
I blocked your number so don't try to go calling

Really tryna smash, yeah she know she how be a hoe
Yeah she see the money flow, cause she know I'm on the road
Like now I'm buying shit that I haven't had before
Yeah, brand new jeans out the store, wit no hole

Yuh striking at the opps, yeah they really struck a pose
If they still tryna beef, then we really wipe they nose
I'm the best in the underground, I know I am the GOAT
Yeah you say you one them loyal bitches I don't want no note

Like I don't want your love notes
Like free my boy behind that cell, yeah I heard he facing Rico
Why she tryna f*ck though
Like she got a small mouth, but she be knowing how to deep throw

I got money on my mind, I ain't focused bout a bitch
Yeah, I really draw the line if you f*cking with a snitch
Yeah, I really draw the line if you f*cking with a rat
I got guns, I got perkys, I got lean up on the mat
Yeah like that's your hoe, I'ma really break it back

I'ma break her back, but I won't give a back
If you try to come and pull up on me, you gon' get whacked
I got titans in the cut, and they ready to attack

Me and my shooters, we got money on our mind
Me and my shooters, we got money on our mind
We gon' get it anyway, if a opp, gotta die
We gon' pull up, shoot that nigga in the eye
Me and Sins finna slide, or me and cam or me and Trench, I don't really give a damn, we could all slide
Ayy, I'ma catch a opp like anthem work, leave them hogtied
Y'all some pussy flexing with fake guns, that's why y'all all die
I been in the trenches off of Addie, working all night
I been up for seven days, and nigga I can't sleep right
I just wanna make a M
Middle finger to the other side we don't care about them
Caught a opp walking by himself no we shot at him
These niggas got me in that mode like bitch, yuh I cut off his limb
Stop asking me bout hoes you don't get em when you coming in
I'mma break her heart so I don't never need ya

I'ma break her back, but I won't give her back
I got titans in the cut, and they ready to attack
You ain't working, lil' niggas, go and pick up yo slack
My niggas, we got them cutters, ready to put them to your back
An leave you splat
Whole gang out this bitch, yuh we slat
How bout that?
And you ain't never seen a rat
Pussy nigga, how bout that
You gon' get up in that jam and you gon' rat, keep it a stack
Go to sleep, I'm on fire, nigga, you know that I'm strapped
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Gotta stay clutching, got a feeling up inside my gut
I can't even count, yeah the money just keep running up
I'm at B&B liquor, I'm tryna buy a Dutch
Now you mad that yo boy he's out here blowing up
If the opps they get shooting, we giving tummy tucks
Yeah you really say you love me, but that ain't enough

Yuh we handing out bullets like little Caesars, yeah they hot and ready
Like I could really get the goal, like my name is Messi
Now you really mad cause yo boy balling
I blocked your number so don't try to go calling

Really tryna smash, yeah she know she how be a hoe
Yeah she see the money flow, cause she know I'm on the road
Like now I'm buying shit that I haven't had before
Yeah, brand new jeans out the store, wit no hole

Yuh striking at the opps, yeah they really struck a pose
If they still tryna beef, then we really wipe they nose
I'm the best in the underground, I know I am the GOAT
Yeah you say you one them loyal bitches I don't want no note

Like I don't want your love notes
Like free my boy behind that cell, yeah I heard he facing Rico
Why she tryna f*ck though
Like she got a small mouth, but she be knowing how to deep throw

I got money on my mind, I ain't focused bout a bitch
Yeah, I really draw the line if you f*cking with a snitch
Yeah, I really draw the line if you f*cking with a rat
I got guns, I got perkys, I got lean up on the mat
Yeah like that's your hoe, I'ma really break it back

I'ma break her back, but I won't give a back
If you try to come and pull up on me, you gon' get whacked
I got titans in the cut, and they ready to attack

Me and my shooters, we got money on our mind
Me and my shooters, we got money on our mind
We gon' get it anyway, if a opp, gotta die
We gon' pull up, shoot that nigga in the eye
Me and Sins finna slide, or me and cam or me and Trench, I don't really give a damn, we could all slide
Ayy, I'ma catch a opp like anthem work, leave them hogtied
Y'all some pussy flexing with fake guns, that's why y'all all die
I been in the trenches off of Addie, working all night
I been up for seven days, and nigga I can't sleep right
I just wanna make a M
Middle finger to the other side we don't care about them
Caught a opp walking by himself no we shot at him
These niggas got me in that mode like bitch, yuh I cut off his limb
Stop asking me bout hoes you don't get em when you coming in
I'mma break her heart so I don't never need ya

I'ma break her back, but I won't give her back
I got titans in the cut, and they ready to attack
You ain't working, lil' niggas, go and pick up yo slack
My niggas, we got them cutters, ready to put them to your back
An leave you splat
Whole gang out this bitch, yuh we slat
How bout that?
And you ain't never seen a rat
Pussy nigga, how bout that
You gon' get up in that jam and you gon' rat, keep it a stack
Go to sleep, I'm on fire, nigga, you know that I'm strapped
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Writer: Eric Haggstrom
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